Guan Xiao Blast and the others showed excited expressions, and the fist joints of the two couldn't help moving. It's been a long time since I saw the competition of masters, let alone the competition of young talents with top martial arts like Han Bao.

While talking, someone came in to report: "Master, the distinguished guest has arrived."

"Let him in." Master Zhan's expression remained unchanged.

The younger generation looked out of the gate with both eyes.

Not long after, I saw a handsome young man walking in. He was about 1.8 meters tall with fair complexion. Although he had no blood color, he was not sickly pale. He looked extraordinarily expensive.

Those exquisite facial features gave Guan Xiao a sense of familiarity. "This isn't..." Guan Xiao stared at Gai Feng with an extremely shocked expression on his face.

Han Bao lost his voice: "Qing Ge?"

I haven't seen her for about half a year, but Qing Ge has changed a lot. The originally frail body grew stronger, and also a few inches taller, and the handsome face became more perfect because of the plumpness.

He walked in front of Han Bao, his elegance could not be concealed from his whole body.

"Long time no see." Han Bao stretched out his hand towards him.

Qing Ge paused, and finally stretched out his hand.

This slow movement made Guan Xiao and the others very dissatisfied, as if he was despising Han Bao.

Ever since Qingge entered the room, Zhan Yeying's gaze has been sharply locked on Qingge. His every move, his subtle expression, and his slackness towards Han Bao have not escaped his eyes.

In Lord Zhan's view, Qing Ge's slow handshake was not disrespectful to Han Bao. It's because he doesn't have the habit of shaking hands with people actively.

When Han Bao saw Qing Ge, he felt sympathetic to each other. He didn't care about his "negligence", he suggested excitedly: "Qing Ge, where have you been for the past six months? Have you practiced martial arts diligently? How about we compare later?"

Zhan Hanjue stared at Qing Ge, the reluctance in Qing Ge's eyes was well concealed, and he was calm and composed, as if he didn't regard Han Bao as his opponent.

Han Baojun's face was a bit annoyed: "Qing Ge, do you look down on me?"

Qing Ge smiled politely: "If I have an opponent worthy of my heart in this world, then this person must be you."

With Han Bao's approval, his depressed mood became clearer.

"Okay, after you talk to my daddy, you come to the backyard to find me."

"it is good."

After Han Bao and Qing Ge exchanged pleasantries, they left with the ghost.

Only Lord Zhan Qingge and his servant were left in the living room, Lord Zhan nodded to the servant and said, "Pour tea for Qingge."

After the servant poured tea for Qing Ge, Lord Zhan said to him, "Go down first."

The servant was stunned, Master Zhan was rarely so mysterious, but he left obediently.

"Master Zhan." Qing Ge stood tall and straight, his eyebrows were like distant mountains, his eyes were like stars, and he looked very determined.

Master Zhan glanced at the seat next to him and said, "Sit down."

Qing Ge sat on the sofa next to him.

"Master Zhan, I heard that Su Su was seriously ill. I happened to be in the imperial capital, so I decided to come and see him." Qing Ge directly wrote about his intentions.

Master Zhan said: "Yes, his illness is very strange. The doctor can't find out the reason, and the illness comes like a mountain."

After a pause, he said: "Qing Ge, you have been with Tong Bao for a while, you must have learned some medical skills from Tong Bao."

Qing Ge quickly humbled herself: "Compared to Tong Bao, it's just superficial."

"Tong Bao's medical skills are superb. I think you, a person who only knows superficiality, may be better than the doctors in the hospital. So, I hope you can help us treat Su Su."